No More Poem by Rita Shay

Do not tell me
What to feel or
What to do.

Do not shove your voice
Down my throat,
There isn't room for yours too.

Do not tell me how to think
My thoughts or how to speak.

Stop saying that
I am wrong because
You are right.

Do not tell me
How to love
Or where to live.

Please don't grab my hand
And walk me across the street
I can walk with my own two feet.

Let me dream my dreams
And write and read as I please.

When I look out car windows
Let my eyes see what they see
Not what you want this world to be.

Stop pounding down my passion
And watering over my fires.

Don't stomp on my spirit
With words that blow.

Can't you see that I'm my own,
Even all young and naive?

Don’t you dare tell me
Who I am
Or what I will become

My decisions,
my thoughts,
my life.

They are mine
Mine,
Mine.

And I,
Only I,
Will decide.